marquiseoftease:

papistrouble:

giulia-dreamland:

kneelinggirl:

I know you’re nervous about spanking me. Nervous about hurting me, maybe nervous that it will change who you are. How can I reassure you that you can still be a good man, even when you spank me and leave my ass red and stinging? And you are such a good man. Devoted, nurturing, strong. If you weren’t those things, then I wouldn’t ask this of you.

Still, this is completely new, and I’m asking you to be in control of it. After all, your control is the whole point. But that doesn’t mean I expect you to know everything. You don’t even have to pretend. Just ask me. Please. Let me show you how.

Please don’t ask:

• Am I hurting you? — I won’t know how to answer this. If the answer is yes, then I am probably over the moon. But I won’t want to say yes and make you even more nervous.
• Do we need to stop? — If I need to stop, I will tell you. And if you need to stop, then tell me you need to stop. It’s okay to stop, for any reason.

Please do ask:

• Would you like more? — Let me reassure you that I want this. And give me a way to tell you when I’ve had enough without implying that you did something wrong.
• Harder or softer? Faster or slower? — It’s okay to check in and ask for some feedback. How else will you know? And besides, I would love to help you practice your swing.
• Is this what my girl needs? Do you know how wet you are? — Because, it is. And I almost certainly am.

I don’t expect you to know how to do this. We can learn together. I don’t expect you to be super serious and confident and DOM about it. It is okay to ask for reassurance. It’s okay to try different strengths or speeds, to feel out what works for both of us. It is okay to laugh. It is okay to have fun. 

I don’t expect your whole frame of mind to shift overnight. But I do expect you to trust me. Try to forget what the world tells you about how women need to be treated. I am your wife. Focus on me. Remember my voice and my words. Please help me quiet my mind. Please help me to shut out the world and focus on you. Please hold me accountable. See me bent over the bed or over your lap, almost trembling with excitement. And once my ass is glowing and warm, feel how easily your fingers slide inside of me. Focus on what my words and my body tell you. I am your wife. Trust me, and spank the everloving hell out of me.

The idea of your hands landing on my ass, making it warm and bright pink… It feels like magic. It’s not the pain that I need. It’s that I am giving myself to you completely, trusting you to give me this thing I desperately need. The warmth and the marks? They just remind me that I can let go with you. I don’t have to be strong all the time. I can take comfort in following your lead, and in kneeling by your side. 

Spank me. Show me that you see me, and you are with me. I couldn’t imagine anything better.

This. 

❤

Beautifully written. Who knows, maybe I need to reconsider my dislike of spanking my sub ?

If such a reconsideration is on the cards then I do know of a potentially willing bottom…